Hadley: IgnorantMature

He swallowed it all, smiling up at me as I tried to catch my breath. I smiled back and he stood, kissing me. I kissed back kind of hard, still trying to sort my breathing out. He hummed and I smirked, knowing exactly what was coming next.

“Did I earn my blowjob yet?”

“Mhmm. Later” I winked, chuckling at the look on his face.

He pouted and I pecked him on the lips.

“I’ll make it extra special”

“That’s mean. I can’t even hide it in these pants” he said, still pouting.

I giggled. “You look nice, by the way”

“Thanks” he smiled. “You look better, though”

“Well, I do have a prettier suit” I chuckled and he smiled.

I kissed him, pulling up my pants and boxers. He kissed back and I stroked his cheek as he gave me the puppy eyes.

“Please?”

I kissed him again. “You can wait an hour, right?”

“An hour?” he echoed, looking horrified by the idea of waiting that long.

I nodded. “An Hour”

“Fine” he grumbled and I groped him.

He let out a baby of a moan.

“Doesn’t mean I won’t give you a hand job”

He practically begged me silently and I palmed him. He tried not to moan and I slipped a hand into his boxers, teasing him. He pushed against my hand and I giggled, jerking him off. He moaned and I kissed him hard, still jerking him off.

“I want you, Maxxie”

“I want you too”
“Think anyone’d notice if we fucked off?”

“Probably but I’m not sure I care”

I hummed, going down on him even though I’d said he had to wait an hour. He tugged on my hair and I sucked harder, moaning a little myself. Okay, so maybe I kinda like having my hair pulled... He let out a kind of gasp-moan and I kept going.

He groaned. “Fuck”

I swallowed when he came with a smile. I stood, licking my lips as I walked out of the stall. Well it wouldn’t do much good to walk back in with jizz down my chin, would it? Maxxie leant on the stall wall, trying to get his breath back.

“Having fun in there boys?”

I froze, my eyes widening. Mr F stood washing his hands and looking kind of disgusted. How long had he been there?

Maxxie walked out of the stall. “Just leave it, Dad”

Mr F glared and I kind of glared back.

 “You’re disgusting, the both of you”

“How?” I asked.

“In every way possible. It’s unnatural and wrong” he looked at Maxxie. “Not to mention that you’ve let your own family down. The family name dies with you, not that you deserve the name in the first place”

I frowned. “How can you say something like that about your own son? Call me disgusting all you like, I couldn’t care less. But he’s your son, your own flesh and blood. And what’s that bullshit about the family name dying with him? Ever heard of adoption, asshole?”

Mr F went off into a sort of rage. “He’s not my son! No son of mine would have chosen to become a faggot!”

“He fucking is your son, you ignorant bastard!”

“Don’t fucking talk to me like that, you disgusting little shit”

Maxxie looked kind of scared.

“I’ll talk to you however I want at my own wedding, thanks”

“C’mon, let’s go” Maxxie said quietly.

“No” I’m too busy glaring at your dad.

“Hadley, please”

“Maxxie, I’m sorry, but I’ve put up with this guy long enough” I turned to Mr F. “So c’mon then, let it all out of your system”

That scared look crept back onto Maxxie’s face and he tried to pull me away. Just as Mr F’s fist collided with my face. I resisted the urge to punch back since he was old and all and he went to punch me again. Maxxie got in the way of his fist that time and I sort of pulled him out of the way, my stubbornness instantly turning to worry. The two Fullers were pissed at each other and Mr F punched Maxxie again.

“Leave him out of this” I said angrily.

“Fuck off” he grabbed Maxxie’s wrist. Y’know, the one that was broken?

“Get off him”

Maxxie kneed him in the balls and he let go, doubling over. Maxxie tried to pull me out of the bathroom but I just gave him a quick kiss.

 “Go. I can deal with this”

“There’s no point, Hadley, just leave it”

I sighed. “You’re right. Sorry” I went over to Mr F, who was still doubled over, and whispered in his ear “I love your son’s cock inside me”

I huggled Maxxie’s waist, ignoring the rage Mr F was working himself into as the two of us shuffled out.

“Is your wrist okay?” I asked once we were out of there.

Maxxie nodded and I smiled.

“Good”

“Well that could have gone worse”

I hummed, kissing back when he kissed me.

“Should keep him quiet for a while, though, right?”

“Hopefully”

I kissed his cheek and he cuddled me.

 “Better get back to the others or they’ll think something’s going on” I giggled.

He giggled as well and I kissed him again before going back to the others. Okay, they so know what we were doing.

The End

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